From the reporter's notebook
When a lad, I used to take Greyhound bus rides with my mom. She often took the bus to visit a friend and I got to go along.
She could drive but chose to take the bus on longer trips.
Later in life, I was on another bus — in Cambodia — and this was a different kind of bus ride.
I was there to visit Angkor Wat, one of the most famous of religious ruins. I flew there from Japan and planned to stay a...
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